190, the pinnacle battle (3/4)

On the mille-feuille stairs.

Yun Liao and the others, who had heard the movement, stopped at the edge of the square, and when they looked down, they could just see the picture of Wen Ping and Wei Qianjue fighting. When he saw this amazing scene, Yun Liao was the most surprised.

"Is this the strength of the sect master?The mutated vein gate is really too strong!" He knew that Wen Ping had opened the vein gate when he was in Huangli City, but he didn't expect that what Wen Ping had opened was actually a mutant vein gate.

"Wei Qianjue has been famous in East Lake for a long time. There are few opponents in the Tongxuan Middle Realm, except for the three main things that can be equal to him, no one can fight with him anymore. After staying in the Tongxuan Middle Realm for a hundred years, as an offering to the Thousand Peerless Gates, he has practiced the Yellow Level Middle Grade Pulse Technique, and in a hundred years, he must have been consummated. Even the old man can't go through ten rounds in Wen Qianjue's hands. ”

Looking at Murong Chi, who was slightly palpitating, he couldn't help but sigh a few words, remembering his rudeness in the past two days. Thinking about it now, Wen Ping did give him a lot of respect, but he didn't know how to cherish it.

With his behavior, as soon as he saw Wen Ping, he wanted to snatch Yang Xi as a disciple. If Wen Ping was short-tempered, he could teach him a lesson, he didn't have the strength to take revenge with the people of the Murong family.

Hearing Murong Chi's sigh, Qin Shan, Huancheng, Huanshan and the others couldn't help but turn their heads and ears as they watched the battle of the thousand-layer steps.

"No wonder this kid, entering the city through the Xuanzhong Realm, still looks indifferent. It turns out that his strength has long been comparable to that of the Tongxuan Middle Realm, and it has reached the level of the older generation, and my brother has a good son. ”

"This is the horror of the mutant vein, the sect master has just broken through the Xuan Realm, and he can actually fight through the Xuan Zhong Realm. I'm the same age as the sect master, but I'm still wandering around refining the eightfold body. ”

Qin Shan looked down the mountain and couldn't help but be fascinated.

And Lin Kewu on the side, there was nothing but surprise in his heart.

It is said that the genius of the demon is nothing more than stepping into the Xuan at the age of 25 to be qualified to touch the threshold of the Xuan. A genius of this level should be an elite in a three-star sect, force, or academy.

However, no matter how demonic a genius is, even if he is born with a spirit body, an innocent body, it is not as good as the Wen sect master in front of him. No matter how Wen Ping looks at it, he is eighteen or nineteen years old, but he is still in the Xuan Realm, and he can fight in the Xuan Zhong Realm, and he is still an old antique who has been in the Xuan Zhong Realm for a hundred years.

"No wonder the sect master said that he was sure to let me enter the Tongxuan Realm before I was 25 years old. Lin Kewu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this moment, outside Qingshui Street, there are still two people standing.

A middle-aged man, armed with a spear, stands on the roof of a half-collapsed restaurant. Not far from him, there was a man in black, his clothes completely covering his entire body.

The two of them just stood there, more than two hundred meters from the center of the battle.

Looking at it, the middle-aged man holding the spear suddenly spoke, "Hei Ye, what do you think?"

The man who was called the black master opened his mouth and said: "Wei Qian's strength is above you and me, and his means are even more transcendent. Although Wen Ping opened a different vein, and the level of his cultivation pulse technique was not low, it was impossible to defeat Wei Qian. You and I just need to wait here, and after the fight, we can each make yellow finches according to our abilities. ”

The middle-aged man with the gun smiled.

Didn't speak again.

He agrees with the other party's opinion, and it is indeed true that the different veins can fight across borders. What can be referred to is not to cross one realm and defeat another realm and become invincible. Cross-border battles only refer to the ability of the Lower Realm to defeat the ordinary Lower Realm.

There are two words of difference between the two, but this difference represents decades of accumulation and precipitation.

......

On the mille-feuille stairs.

"Sure enough, the introductory Fire Dragon Technique is really not a little worse than the perfect Yellow-level mid-grade pulse technique. Wen Ping was secretly shocked in his heart.

Perhaps when his fire dragon technique reaches Xiaocheng, he can compete with the consummation of the hurricane slash, and the Dacheng realm should be able to steadily defeat the consummation of the hurricane slash. Although he has a different vein, the distance he has crossed is too great after all.

How big is this kind of distance - for example, Murong Chi's Tongxuan Middle Realm is decent, not weak in the Tongxuan Middle Realm, nor particularly strong. That Wei Qianjue's level can fight several Murong Chi one by one.

However, he really felt sorry for Wei Qianjue, "If you had come to me a few days earlier, this battle would have really lost to you." ”

After saying that, the sword in the air fell straight down, as if it had a pair of eyes, slashing towards Wen Ping.

Wen Ping didn't move at all, but when Wei Qianjue saw this scene, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

It was the first time he had seen someone encounter his sword and not dodge, and the last time he didn't hide, the grass on the grave was no longer knee-high. After laughing, Wei Qianjue shot away, and the knife in his hand slashed directly towards Wen Ping.

Wei Qianjue smiled and said, "Wen Ping, you are very proud, and you still don't retreat." Well, I'll give you two choices, if you dodge the sword, you won't be able to dodge my sword, and if you dodge my knife, you won't be able to dodge the sword. Choose one or the other!"

"Why can't the two be hard-wired?"

"Hard connection? haha...... Wen Ping, unlessβ€”"

Wei Qianjue's smile stopped abruptly, his expression suddenly froze, and the second half of the sentence "unless you want to die" couldn't be said in his mouth.

After the three-zhang long knife slashed down, it was blocked by Wen Ping's elbow of one hand.

Flesh Pulse Blocker!

This was the first time he had heard of it, and it was the first time he had seen it.

Immediately after, Wen Ping's voice came, "Wei Qianjue, why don't you also eat my punch and give it a try?"

The words fell, and the knife in his hand was suddenly pinched by Wen Ping.

When he tried to break free, one of Wen Ping's fists quickly smashed down on his face, and he didn't have time to block it!

Bang!

Wei Qianjue flew out upside down.

From the thousand-story steps, he flew directly to the foot of Yunlan Mountain and smashed into the ruins of the house.

Lying in the ruins, Wei Qianjue felt the pain on this half of his face, and took two mouthfuls of strange tastes in his mouth.

Spit out!

The saliva has turned into blood.

Wei Qianjue looked at this scene, not angry but laughing, "Sure enough, the different veins are different, and the old man's innocent body has been completed." I couldn't even eat your punch, and I saw blood. ”

After laughing, Wei Qianjue's face turned cold.

Looking at Wen Ping, he was silent for a while, and said, "It's a pity that you are too proud to realize that the biggest danger is actually beside you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman, who had been standing outside the stone steps, suddenly grew her mouth, and immediately spit out black smoke from her mouth. The black smoke was like light and shadow, covering half of Yunlan Mountain in an instant.

Wen Ping is right at the center point.

Wei Qianjue laughed twice, and said: "Do you really think that the old man came without any preparation? My granddaughter is a monster Kurosawa, and the smoke she spits can trap the Xuanshang Realm, and it can also block the pulse qi. In this, you can't even sense the pulse qi, and there is no heaven and earth qi in the dantian, you are now the turtle in the urn!"